Today has not been the best of days - a bit too frantic and stressful to be likeable. After the server migration yesterday (which went well) there was just a bit of snagging to be done on some of the pages, including the new news pages to ge the images to display. In the process of sorting this out I spectacularly and catastrophically broke things. Not good. So I spent most of the day trying to get it working again, sitting in the server room with The Guardian on my Kindle for company as I coax the server back to life. And I did fix it. All by myself - I got myself back to where I was a couple of days ago. Which is good.

Today wasn't all bad though. I learnt some sign language from Kirsty, which was fun. I can now ask someone what there name is and tell them mine. I probably can't understand anything they say to me, but you know, baby steps and all...

Had a particularly good blow at Abingdon Concert Band tonight, which included playing mostly the right notes in the mostly the right order and almost at the right speed. I even played piccolo in not only Beauty and the Beast but also Pirates of the Caribbean and was heard in a not objectionable way. Which is encouraging. And hey, as a band we were even playing so well that Sunday's extra-rehearsal has been canceled. Here's to a nice weekend to get out in the country instead!